Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

"..."

“Is this the good news you wanted to share with your subordinates?”

Yu Li sat upright and looked at the person who was half lying on the table opposite him and yawning. Today was not the first time that he felt the absurdity.

He was trembling with fear as he helped others win over his subordinates and deal with the troublesome Huorong, which was both troublesome and laborious... and even resulted in a lot of unnecessary expenses.

And Fan Ning, his good master, just went out for a while and brought back an explosive piece of news, which turned the already chaotic scene into a complete mess.

"With all due respect, if you truly want to do this... someone seeking to ascend to power through assassination will definitely see this as a good opportunity—I mean, you might not have a peaceful moment all day."

Yu Li suppressed his emotions and tried to persuade him with both emotion and reason. "Plus, the weather has been exceptionally bad lately. You're just wasting your energy and it won't mean anything at all."

After finishing the sentence with difficulty, Yu Li lowered his eyes and looked at Fan Ning who was completely unmoved. It was like he had swallowed a beautifully packaged fruit, thinking he was tasting a delicacy, but it ended up being stuck in his throat, unable to move up or down.

It can be said that she doesn't care about status at all... When it comes to getting together as a Taoist partner, she even requires the scene to be like the Demon Lord marrying the Demon Queen.

But if she cares...

His usurpation of the throne was done quietly, and no formal ceremony has been mentioned so far.

"This isn't something that can be easily brushed off," Fan Ning poked at the steaming teacup, his cheek resting on the table, puffing slightly. "After all the hard work to get the Demon Lord away, if even such a small wish can't be granted, wouldn't that be too tragic?"

Hard work...

Yu Li curled the corners of his mouth and glanced out the window at the snow that had piled up to a level above his calves. Somehow, he also shuddered in response.

"I think... well, my opinion doesn't really matter."

Yu Li finally bowed his head reluctantly to the current situation, sighed, and brought something that could not be ignored to the table. "What about your guests? A grand occasion always requires distinguished guests."

Otherwise, so many spirit stones would just be smashed down and there wouldn't be any echo at all.

"Good idea," Fan Ning was a little hesitant. Since coming to this world, she has not come into contact with too many local forces - but as luck would have it, there are a few who should be willing to witness this scene.

"Just give me some invitations," she pinched her chin, and suddenly became interested when she thought of the upcoming chaotic scene.

"It seems you already have a plan. Let me ask you one more question. Who do you want to invite...?"

"Yueli Sect, Qingyun Sect... Tsk, why not just invite all the sects with a bit of prestige?"

"Okay, you're talking about Yueli Zong, Qingyun...wait!"

Yu Li's face suddenly tensed. He looked at himself, then at Fan Ning who looked completely calm. He rubbed his ears, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

"Have you finally grown tired of the Demon Realm and want to destroy the Demon Lord's family business in one fell swoop?"

He personally invited all of his "enemies" in... just when the demon world was about to be in turmoil.

Yu Li, who was sitting opposite him, leaned forward rudely, his snow-white eyes showing a blank look of confusion.

"You should call him the former Demon Lord," Fan Ning first rigorously corrected his flawed words before pushing himself up, a smile slowly curling up at the corner of his mouth. "There's no such thing as an eternal enemy... You just need to prepare the invitations, and I'll personally deliver them afterwards."

With a "click", the tip of the nose that Yu Li had just picked up fell vertically to the ground, leaving a dark ink stain.

Yu Li: "...If I'm not mistaken, the Demon Lord should be in the Immortal Cultivation World right now?"

"It was the former Demon Lord," Fan Ning, who had taken the initiative a second after the other party left, corrected again. After a pause, he said nonchalantly with "sudden enlightenment": "It seems so."

"It seems that going to the world of immortal cultivation is not a good idea... Did you think I would say that?"

Fan Ning lazily changed the subject, a smile flashing in his eyes.

"You can't even do anything to me in your own realm, so how can you expect me to turn things around in the world of immortal cultivation?"

She looked at the man with dizzy pupils across from her and smiled, "I'm still considered a good person in the world of immortal cultivation. That place... is my home turf."

-

In the middle of the night, Ling You, who was almost asleep, heard the news.

He stood up from the bed, rubbed his brow helplessly, looked at the person standing on the edge of the window with a headache, and said, "...Can I go with you?"

"Come down here first," Ling You held Fan Ning's hand, which was cold from the wind outside, and asked, "What's going on with you? Why are you going through the window?"

Not to mention that an ordinary door could not have stopped her, he didn't close the door tightly.

"Because I have never been a flower thief, I really want to give it a try," Fan Ning gently put her hand on the ground and explained to him seriously, but her eyes involuntarily fell on the other's slightly open collar.

The skin that seemed to be there and not there swayed several times in front of him as Ling You moved.

Fan Ning was extremely focused, and one hand naturally reached in without leaving any trace.

Ling You shuddered from the cold, and his face turned red instantly when he realized what her hands were doing.

"If you want to stop me, don't say anything." Fan Ning simply leaned against him, yawned, and complained in a dragging voice: "I walked in the snow late at night just to give you a name... I didn't do anything else, and my hands are cold too."

Ling You: “…”

Ling You was completely unable to resist her almost coquettish tone, and his eyes were helpless and gentle.

Fan Ning discovered that after coming out of the abyss, Ling You's attitude towards her became much more open and frank. He probably had a complete set of arguments in his mind that could convince himself... He was no longer surprised by a "small" request.

I feel like I've been deprived of a lot of fun all of a sudden...

"... Let's get back to the point." Ling You, who really wanted her not to look at him like that, endured it again and again. Finally, he forced himself to suppress the restlessness in his heart and tried to analyze calmly: "If I remember correctly, I should have been wanted by the world of immortal cultivation."

Going back now would be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth, which is essentially no different from finding a rope to tie yourself up.

Fan Ning smiled softly, "What does it matter if Ling You is wanted... Before this Demon Lord came to power, the relationship between the immortal cultivation world and the demon world was not so tense."

After all, the Yueli Sect's leader was able to ascend together. Although that past event has been completely buried by time, but -

As long as there is a precedent, it will be fine.